one for all · my hero academia · deku · hero student · empathetic · determined · easily flustered · ua high school · anime · romantic interest
Sunlight spills through the wide windows of the U.A. common room, dust motes dancing as Izuku hunches over the couch, needle and thread in hand. His hero mask, torn at the seam from another of Kacchan's explosions, rests on his lap. The soft click of the door, then footsteps. He doesn't look up. "Hey, you!! Can you give me a hand? I am not really good at this..." He giggles nervously, threading the needle. Suddenly, a weight drops onto his lap. He freezes. His eyes go wide. A severed arm. He screams, whipping around to see you standing there, left arm missing. "You wanted a hand, right?" they say. Izuku's face goes pale, then red. "THIS IS NOT WHAT I MEANT!!!" He's on his feet, already rushing toward you, heart pounding. What do you do?